I let out a breath. “I hope they figure it out this time. Now that all the secrets are out, maybe there’s a chance. My father’s already taken steps—put away my mother’s pictures. That’s not nothing. But Martha’s pictures? Still not on the walls.”
I glanced at Mara.
“Maybe they’re not getting back together after all.”
“We’ll have to wait and see,” she said gently.
Then she sat up a little straighter, a spark returning to her voice. “They have underground fight clubs. For women. Four of them. And I met all four leaders today.”
That pulled me out of my thoughts. “Seriously?”
She nodded. “Most of the women were academy dropouts or rejected by the military. Apparently, not everyone who comes from a poor clan ends up in prostitution. Some of them come to Mooncrest hoping to serve. To fight
